' walk on that dirt road 'til everything becomes the same Gon' walk down that dirt road 'til everything becomes the same I'll keep on walkin' 'til I hear her holler out
hangin', champagne and girls Got my main woman diamonds, my mistress pearls Everybody laughin' at my corny jokes I was stupid, I thought that they were sincere folks It turned out
I think I'm gonna have to move, people I gotta move out of my neighborhood Hey, I said I'm gonna have to move I gotta get out of my neighborhood Because
murder his father right in front of him None of 'em are ready for the trouble I'm 'bout Pull up in a bubble, hop out Then let a couple pop out I got
get out of these blues alive No, I'll never, I'll never get out of these blues alive He gone and left me Says, he'll never come back home I'll never come out
ain't no fun You better jump out the window and run Trouble, trouble round your door The stork has left your chimney bare Your best friend thinks you're out
rest are still out there Never a tear across that cheek No sign of sympathy, for a man who's weak and walkin's much to slow So your runnin' out on me
whiskey And she gave me a liquor still Whoa, yeah yeah yeah What can a poor boy do Ain't it hard, ain't it hard When you have to live the blues
, now I'm glad I'm free I'm one woman, don't want no, no good man Yes, I'm one woman, don't want no, no good man You just like a worn out badly be neglected
clever Because then I'd get to stay If I die tomorrow it'll be filled with sorrow Like I really can't say But at least I want to get out today
get out of denver Better get out of denver Go! get out of denver, baby, go, go Get out of denver, baby, go Get out of denver, baby, go, go Get out of
Looking for total view I've been laying here for hours You gotta make the journey, out and in Out and in, out and in, out and in, out and in
in the air 'Cause the promise that we made each other Haunts me to the end I know you're out there somewhere Somewhere, somewhere I know you're out there
out of love Not knowing what to do When we're running out of love Can't believe we're running out of love Can't believe we're running out of love Can't believe we're running out
began to fade away Talking out of turn Shot to pieces when will I learn Talking out of turn Shot to pieces when will I learn Talking out of turn Talking out
haven't got a clue. How can I change what must I be I just want you to want me Until I have gotten you, I'll be runnin' out of blues. I wonder
Lord, everyday, everyday Everyday, everyday I sing the blues Goin' to find me a preacher man Lord, I've gotta find one Lord, I went to see my mama Down
I, I want out of the circus Since the girl in the blue sparkly dress On one knee I confessed Put an end to that exchange of glances Now I, I want out